Transmigrated As A Delicate Bundle Of Luck For A Farming Family Chapter 1029: closing speech

  Chapter 1029 Ending Speech

  It's here, it's here, a voice in my heart said.

   So this book ends here.

   It seems that I have a lot to say to everyone, so let’s talk about it briefly, after all, this is my favorite closing speech.

  Let start, let first talk about how I wrote this story, what I think in my heart, and so on.

   At the beginning of the inspiration, I just wanted to write such a story in a plain way, not so vigorous and ups and downs, but only the most peaceful and normal companionship. I believe I have achieved part of it.

  The other part is the feedback from all readers, good and bad, so calm and controversial.

  At the beginning, I would seriously reply and discuss with everyone, wanting to be recognized, and expecting myself to beco better.

But slowly, I think it’s enough to accept it silently. It’s not that I don’t care about everyone, but I gradually realized that it’s the watershed at the fork. I want to go this way, but you want to go there. I have my stubbornness, and you also have yours, so we are on the sa journey, and I have resonated with you for a while in part of the story expression.

  I wrote and wrote, slowly, slowly until now, a year and six months have passed, and I have reached a certain day in a year and seven months, and I have finished writing this ending.

  Sotis I don’t know how to write, including when I’m writing the ending, the ending is ford in my mind during the writing process, there are various kinds, but follow the voice to complete it, it says, that’s it.

   I also said, that's it.

so be it.

  Fate is scattered with the wind, and fate cos together like water.

Thank you very much for your company, appreciation, recognition, encouragent and love. I will continue to write with my heart. I hope that everyone will get better and better, and I also hope that I will get better and better. I hope that the daughters I write will get better and better. .

  Rember my pen na: skin white as snow.

  The rivers and lakes are so big, we are destined to et again, goodbye everyone.